My Public Beef with TSA...this may be TMI but I don't care!!!

For me, it all started in September with my trip to California for the National Black MBA Association Conference. 
On my way back to MSP, I beeped and they took me aside and did what they called a search.  I call it fondling.  Even though they describe what they are about to do to you, when they do it, it's very uncomfortable.  They take the their hand, which is in a saluted position and run their hand under and over your breast and in between your legs (yes including the crack of the buttocks).   They then swipe up and down your private area, touching your private area!!!  That area is suppose to be private and not touched by TSA!!!!

Any who...on with my story.  Now fast forward to November where this happened to me two more times.  I realized that I had bought these new fancy bras from Nordstroms and the underwire in my new bras were making me beep and have to be put through all this fondling.   So when I arrived at MSP on the 19th to fly to home to Texas, I decided to just take the dag gum thing off.  Ladies, you know how we do it, slide it out from arm or underneath the shirt.  After I took it off and was allowed to go through the detector again, low and behold!!!!  I didn't beep and I avoided being fondled by TSA.  And it wasn't a big deal at all.

Now, Picture it, November 26, IAH terminal C.  I'm flying back to MSP from a wonderful week in Texas.  I'm playing Russian Roulette with my flight time once again and cutting it close.  My flight is leaving at 7pm.  I get to the rental car place at 5:57 pm and I have a huge bag to check.  I know I shouldn't play these games but I had extenuating circumstances (I left my debit card at my mom's house so I stopped at Wellsfargo to get a temporary one). 
So I make it to security at 6:25, thanking God there is no real line as my flight has started boarding.  I go through the metal detector, *beep* .  DAMN  Okay, just take the bra off again.  So I take the bra off, put it in the little tin and through the scanner and walk through the metal detector again.  No beep.  Yea!!!....but WAIT.  The first TSA guys says, I have never seen anything like that before in my life (in his East Texas accent...if you have never heard this..imagine southern hick)!   Then, as I'm waiting for my bra to come through, the scanner dude calls his friends over to look at my bra....and then they start laughing, and then the other TSA a people start snickering and laughing at me.  Finally I grab my bra and my stuff, only for the man to pull me aside and run a paper around in my overly junky purse.  But checking my purse is better than being fondled. 
I was very embarrassed by this.  The girls are hanging loose and these folks are laughing at me because I'm trying to prevent being fondled and missing my flight.  How very unprofessional!!!! 
I don't know what to do, I'm not buying new bras.  So now I have to either be fondled or take my bra off and risk being laughed at when I fly?  What can I do to get TSA kicked out of all the airports?

This is why I'm working on getting my own plane. (2017...don't sleep on FARE LOL)  I don't need this TSA crap in my life!!!
Please share your TSA did me wrong stories here.  I know I'm not alone!!!
Love,
FARE

Holiday on the brain...

I hope you had a happy and restful Thanksgiving holiday.
It's funny, this blog is suppose to be about my life, my work, what's happening to me post MBA.  But I wanted this space on the Internet to be meaningful to you as well as therapeutic for me.  My goal has been to write everyday, but I don't want to write about just anything.  This is why I only write when I feel somehow inspired to say something (hoping that something is meaningful to you).  Today is one of those days.

During business school, I got in the habit of being self aware, or at least trying.  This has led me down the path of self reflection.  I'm constantly analyzing me.  You would think that this would make me a better communicator but it doesn't.  It just makes me continuously strive to be a better me. 

In this continuous striving to do better, I often worry about making mistakes.  Mistakes at work and mistake in life.  Unfortunately, this doesn't stop the mistakes from happening.  That's the downfall of being human.  So now, I try to accept that I will make mistakes, both at work and in life.  Now I try to figure out what went wrong and how I can do better and be better.  I'm by no means a perfectionist, I'm a pseudo type A person.  I have type A ambitions but I don't always function at a Type A level.  I like to take naps.  (LOL)

So today, I suggest that you take some time to reflect and work on how you can be better.  When I mean better, I mean in every context, how you can be healthier, happier, more productive in life and at work.
I'm very fortunate that everyday I get to witness God working because of the view from the windows in my apartment.  It's quite amazing to see the same canvas with a different picture on it everyday. 

I'm very grateful and thankful for everything I have, everything I don't have, and everything God has in store for me.

Love,
FARE